Review: Cre8ers gonna Cre8: Blackley rallies up the new-gen troops for another batten hatching riot of riff blazing jump up stampers from allies old and new. Label regulars Ironlung and Danger kick off with "Unknown Object", a high frequency squeezer that wheezes with potent levels of toxicity. What follows is a slew of flabby bassline KO sessions. Highlights include Jack The Ripper's darkside stampage on with "Serious" (a track that certainly lives up to its name) Magenta's funky squelches on "Run It", Zeba's sprightly staccato funk on "Party People" and Yoteii's tightly coiled spring viber "Acid Roller". But the true gem of the set has to be "Freedom" by Fanatics. Horny, funky and loaded with wry humour, file under 'switch flipper'. Yes m8s.
Review: Young Guns Recordings have a long history of putting out music that takes no prisoners on the dancefloor and, whilst we're still clubless, this four-tracker from Zeba is sure to get your gun fingers raised at home. 'Carry Me Home' is the most interesting of the bunch, with an almost grime like approach to its steppy percussion and structured drum claps that reminds us of Diemantle. The title tune - 'Chemical Warfare' - is the other highlight, with a piercingly choppy synth arrangement that sees jabbing stabs tumble over on another in their haste to mess you around. Big stuff.
Review: Zeba is backing it up over on Bulletproof with a tight sounding single. 'Cocaine' has, admittedly, some slightly questionable sampling but it definitely fits well with the spirit of the tune: a dark, moody jump-up banger with fat synths and that doesn't care about rules and certainly doesn't care about feelings. The main bass on this tune oozes quality and packs some serious weight, reminiscent of the Souped Up crew. 'Dirty Shoes' is slightly less crazy and thereby lacks some of the sophistication but, nevertheless, packs a nice little punch and also smacks of Souped Up sounds. Tasty bits here.
Review: Zeba's new single on Klout Recordings isn't one of those releases for people who like to sit back, sip on a mug of matured whisky and debate the stylistic evolution of music. It's not about pretention, it's about having a good time and for that purpose it's ideally suited. Two tracks full of dancefloor vigour, Zeba achieved his presumed goal of making music that'll get people moving. 'Salt & Vinegar' has that Viper-esque forcefulness to its synth lines and 'Doink' hits that suspense in the build perfectly. Top stuff.
Review: Welcome to the warped and wonderful world of Birmingham badman Zeba. His basslines melt around the beats, his sounds are woozy and the grooves knock you sideways; "Bank Rolls" is all about the trippy, misshapen tones and loose swaggering drums, "Bougle Bounce" rides with a wide menu of strange farty bass textures and deliciously clunky breaks while "Alien Bass" sharpen up the bass licks for more of a deadly laser effect. Finally we see him colliding with fellow Brum murker Warhead for epic screaming turbine bass climax "Walk The Walk". Come talk some talk...